If you could change one thing about the media, what would it be? Would you see to it that there were more representations of minorities on television? Would you ask for Kim Kardashian to be flour-bombed once a week so that your Twitter feed was never dull? Would you require MTV to remember why it’s called Music Television, and not the Birth Control Deficiency Network? These are all reasonable requests in my book; I actually miss sitting on the edge of my bed to find out which band or music artist or band earned the number one video spot for the week.

But, as of late, I have an issue with the trends the media has been shoving down our throats. Namely, and pun intended, I am so happy to have been deprived of The Hunger Games brouhaha that has transcended, yet again, age and gender in this country. Honestly, how is character Katniss’ side French braid a style trend? Olympic gymnasts have claimed that hairdo for the past few decades, and that torch has not been passed onto the likes of Jennifer Lawrence’s alter ego. Is this an attempt to make “retro” cool again? “Stop trying to make retro happen, it’s never going to happen!”

Now that Twilight is being replaced by The Hunger Games, I’ve decided that I don’t want to go down that road again. I fed into the Twilight craze, and I don’t want to be duped into a similar trick with another book-turned-blockbuster-movie series. I’ve grown tired of the reliable Hollywood formula: apocalyptic/mysterious settings, female leads who fall into the arms of brooding men, teenage characters facing the everyday hardships of having to kill each other or ward off vampires. I think it’s time Hollywood remakes some quality literature. Does anyone agree with me in thinking that “The Catcher in the Rye” should be remade? Watching Holden Caulfield battle teenage anxiety in the old-fashioned way–by listening to live music in a club called the Lavender Room, smuggling drinks of whiskey and being awkwardly seduced by a five-dollar prostitute–seems more riveting than watching kids murder each other in a movie subtly satirizing reality television shows, no?

I’m personally so excited for the 2012 Baz Luhrmann interpretation of “The Great Gatsby,” starring Leo Dicaprio, Carey Mulligan and Tobey Maguire. Besides great American literature being reproduced, maybe sweet 1920s flapper dresses will make it onto everyone’s promiscuous Halloween costume list and people will start throwing Prohibition parties. But all jokes aside, the American Dream will never die and Fitzgerald’s novel will find fresh appeal with younger audiences by combining Carey Mulligan with great fashion. As someone who appreciates the arts, I’m keen on investing in a movie that wasn’t born from sensational teen melodramas and didn’t pay top dollar for hairstylists to make the side braid Vogue’s latest hair trend.